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For You KKYou decided to do it. You left me standing here, not alone, but still very lonley. I just saw you yesterday. You laughed at me, we laughed together. We didn't say good-bye, just, "See you later.", and that was it. But I'll never see you again, there won't be a 'later'. You'll never insult me, or mock me, or punch me in the arm ever again. I'll never get to see you in that red hoodie of yours, coming to make me laugh or be thrown off balance when you jump on my back ever again. Nothing anyone can say will change that. You're gone and you're not coming back. I've lost you. I just hope that, wherever you are, you know how much I loved you and hoFor You KK
by ~themaskIwear
Man in the MirrorI stand in frot of him. the same expression on my face as on his. wondering.Man in the Mirror
he gets up in the morning and brushes his teeth. he fixes his hair. like me.
he goes to school. he has friends. like me.
he gets home and does his homework. he passes time doing the things he enjoys. like me.
and as he gets ready to sleep he gazes into the mirror. and stares at himself. wondering.
I see in him what everyone sees in me. confidence and fun. and that barest of tells at the corner of his lips that his smile is fake. &nb
by ~themaskIwear
the hooligan's ghost 4Ch. 4-The Returnthe hooligan's ghost 4
Hours turned into a day, days to a week, and weeks into a month. Spence was only on one crutch now and so he could carry his own books. Jamie walked with him to class anyway. They were becoming closer.
About five weeks after the accident Spencer was feeling a bit strange. He asked his Chemistry teacher, Mr. Brillins, if he could be excused to the restroom. He placed his crutch against the wall, leaned over the sink and, he puked. It was one of those awful bile retches, the ones when you don't have any food in your stomache so the acid just burns your throat. Spence rinsed his mouth out with water and
by ~themaskIwear
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Seclusion. Delusion. Creating Illusions.
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Seclusion. Delusion. Creating Illusions.
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Seclusion. Delusion. Creating Illusions.
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I ran back so fast, I felt like fucking Speedy Gonzales and the Mach 5's illegetimate child.
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Seclusion. Delusion. Creating Illusions.
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"You were going to draw Matsumoto, weren't you?"
"...A little bit."
"'A little bit'? You can't draw a little bit of Matsumoto."
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I ran back so fast, I felt like fucking Speedy Gonzales and the Mach 5's illegetimate child.
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